Oblate Program at Belmont Abbey, NC

Un-formed

walking-bw-dohle-webTears and anguish follow us all in one form or another,
also joy, love and pleasure, grace our days,
friendship and betrayal in the plays of our lives,
a dark forming force deeply felt,
each playing one role and then the other,
mask changed,
yet in the end when it is all said and done,
the mystery remains, the simple why-ness of things remains unsolved,
faith for some allows light on the path,
others have none for the choice is theirs,
in the end perhaps each path necessary,
for the depth of who we are,
what we are,
are still un-mined
perhaps the riches never uncovered
at least on our pilgrimage,
for the un-named,
that which is un-formed,
is our destiny.

Br. Mark Dohle, OCSO
Holy Spirit Monastery

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